The Sphere of Annihilation shot out with devastating energy. This attack, composed of pure dark elements, would trigger a violent reaction upon contact with any object, enough to corrode everything in its path.
To prevent the overflowing energy from affecting them, Starlight significantly reinforced the mana shields around the group.
However, the explosion Starlight expected did not occur.
A delicate hand covered in fine scales appeared out of thin air a few meters behind them, effortlessly catching the black sphere full of destructive energy in its palm.
“How is this possible!?” Starlight was shocked, but he immediately reacted and shouted, “Detonate!”
The Sphere of Annihilation exploded under his command. This was the benefit of a simple spell; it only required a bit of control to achieve the desired effect.
Violent and ultimate dark elements turned into a cloud of black mist in the air, instantly turning the surrounding rocks into dust under the terrifying force.
But the hand merely waved casually, easily dispersing the energy storm that was powerful enough to destroy dozens of meters around.
As the black mist gradually dissipated, a seductive figure became clear.
It was a beautiful woman with long, blue-purple hair, leaning lazily in mid-air. Her long legs were crossed casually in front of her, making it almost impossible to look away.
But upon closer inspection, a dangerous light flickered in her dark gold vertical pupils.
Even more chillingly, eerie patterns pulsed on her exposed skin, as if blood were flowing just beneath the surface.
“Lord Cantia...” Behind Starlight, the Blue Dragon woman slumped to the ground, her voice trembling so much it was barely audible.
The one appearing before them was none other than the Frost-Glow Dragon King Yserazor had mentioned—Cantia.
Cantia’s red lips curled slightly as she gently twirled a lock of hair with her fingertip. “Hehe... Imira, what are you so afraid of?”
Her gaze swept over everyone and finally settled on Little Gold. “Oh? Isn’t this our little prince? What a coincidence!”
In this seemingly casual conversation, Starlight and Lian’s bodies tensed like fully drawn bows.
This invisible pressure was terrifying to the extreme. Starlight had no doubt that an ordinary person wouldn’t even be able to meet her gaze.
“You know me?”
Little Gold was the only one present unaffected by the Dragon Might. He took a step forward, a warm golden light glowing from his chest, shielding Starlight and the others.
With his intervention, the bone-chilling pressure finally eased slightly, but Starlight still didn’t dare to relax. His eyes remained locked onto Cantia nearby.
Cantia lazily waved her slender fingers, her voice sweet as honey. “Of course~ But to be precise, what I recognize is only the Dragon Ancestor’s Legacy Scale on your chest. As for your true identity... does that matter?”
“Hmm... I remember Brother Seranox seemed to have named you... Ai... Aidanach? Right? Why don’t you come and lend your aunt a hand?”
Her voice was extremely soothing, yet it carried a special magic that seemed to influence one’s mind invisibly.
Starlight felt his consciousness blurring, his legs moving forward uncontrollably. Even Lian’s eyes glazed over as she began walking toward Cantia.
“Watch out, it’s a mental attack! This person can even do that!” Noah’s sharp shout rang in their minds like a thunderclap, snapping them back to their senses.
“Hehe~ Aidanach, my dear nephew, come to my side and give me the Dragon Ancestor’s Legacy Scale...” Cantia continued speaking, unaware that the group had already broken her control through Noah’s mental link.
“What do we do now?” Little Gold asked through the mental link.
Their current situation was very awkward. Although they had temporarily broken the Frost-Glow Dragon King’s mental control, they couldn’t find a way to escape her.
“...Little Gold, play along with her for now. I’ll create an opportunity for everyone...” Starlight remained silent for half a second before answering quickly.
To be honest, he wasn’t very confident. Based on what they knew, she was the Dragon King most skilled in elemental magic. Even the Ultimate Power he had just learned couldn’t hurt her in the slightest.
But Starlight still had a trump card: the Power of Destruction, despite its massive side effects.
If he could unleash the Power of Destruction at Cantia from close range, even a powerhouse of the Dragon King level would have a hard time.
Ten steps...
Five steps...
Starlight counted the distance in his mind. The mana in his body surged through his meridians, gradually merging into the Power of Destruction.
He could already feel a burning sensation in his palm; fine cracks were likely starting to appear on his skin.
In front of him, Little Gold played the role of the controlled puppet perfectly, holding the Dragon Ancestor’s Legacy Scale in his hands and walking forward with empty eyes.
When Cantia descended lightly from mid-air and gracefully leaned down to inspect the scale in Little Gold’s hands, Starlight knew his chance had come.
He was now less than two meters away from the Frost-Glow Dragon King, the perfect distance to strike.
“Little Gold, back off!” Starlight suddenly shouted. The Power of Destruction burst through the meridians in his palm as he thrust it toward Cantia’s chest.
To his surprise, Cantia merely blinked, and countless delicate ice flowers appeared around him.
Ding-ling.
After a crisp sound like a wind chime, his outstretched arm froze in mid-air. No matter how much force he exerted, he couldn’t move an inch forward.
“How... can this be...” Veins popped on Starlight’s forehead, yet he couldn’t even twitch a fingertip.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Little Gold also encased in ice crystals, his eyes filled with terror.
Cantia slowly straightened up, her fingers gently brushing the hair blown by the wind. She tilted her head, studying Starlight’s trembling arm. A playful smile curled on her crimson lips. “Not bad~ To think you could break my mental control!”
“Tsk tsk... the Power of Destruction. For a human, that’s quite a terrifying achievement.” She suddenly leaned close to Starlight’s ear, her icy breath making him shiver. “But... if you want to hurt me, you’re still far off~”
Saying that, Cantia lightly dragged a sharp fingernail across Starlight’s cheek, leaving a long bloody scratch on his face.
“It’s hard to imagine someone so young mastering the Power of Destruction... It really makes me want to... destroy you.”
Her voice suddenly turned dangerous.
“Since you don’t intend to hand over the Dragon Ancestor’s Legacy Scale obediently... then stay here forever!”
At this critical moment, a ripple suddenly appeared in the air behind Cantia.
A dark figure flickered out of the void like a ghost, aiming a sharp dagger straight at Cantia’s snowy-white neck.
Clang—
The crisp sound of metal clashing echoed across the rocky beach. Cantia’s figure distorted strangely, instantly reappearing ten meters away.
She gracefully touched the bloody gash on the side of her neck, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
Starlight stared in shock at the reinforcement who had suddenly appeared—Wu Hua, the Night Elf Saint Rank assassin, was kneeling on one knee, her crescent-shaped dagger still glinting with a faint, eerie light.
“Sister Wu Hua!” Lian cried out in joy.
“Princess, I’m glad you’re safe! We’ll talk about the rest after we’ve dealt with the trouble in front of us!” Wu Hua replied calmly without looking back.
She stood up and waved her hand. Several streaks of deep blue light precisely struck the ice crystals surrounding Starlight and Little Gold.
Those indestructible ice flowers immediately melted like snow under a scorching sun, turning into wisps of green smoke.
Starlight staggered back two steps, gasping for air as he dissipated the Power of Destruction in his palm.
“So the rats I sensed earlier were you... Night Elves... quite the rare guests!” Cantia chuckled, wiping the white skin of her neck with a finger. The wound Wu Hua had left healed at a visible rate, and in an instant, not even a scar remained.
“Hmph! To be noticed by a Dragon King, should I say it’s my honor?” Wu Hua snorted and settled into a combat stance.
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